A Winter's Date

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Author: Sasha Brümmer
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confused as he leans over.
    “Dude, they all fucking look alike. I can’t find her,” he murmurs.
    The dipshit has never been so into a girl before that I’m almost proud of him. Dillen moves up front, and I nudge him. “She’s the one in the middle—focus, man.”
    He leans forward, smiling like a drunken idiot when he spots her. “Damn . . .”
    I chuckle silently, and I’m about to fuck with his head when Heather moves back onto the stage, and I’m sideswiped by her beauty. She stands in the center of the stage and starts to rotate, her gorgeous body in sync with the music. I’d lose my breakfast if I had to spin like that. I have no idea how she does it.
    We all get addicted to something that relieves the pain, and she’s my opiate. She’s perpetually graceful: it’s engrained into who she is, and she does something to me every time I see her. I know I’m grinning from ear to ear as I watch her show London what she can do. There are so many ballerinas on stage that it’s almost hard to decipher who’s who; I understand Coen’s confusion. But I know where my baby is, front and center. Everyone is in formation, where they’re supposed to be, but something catches my eye. I’m not sure how I noticed it, but someone seems to step out of place. I sit up straight as Heather moves closer toward the crowd. Something in my gut is telling me this is wrong. The other ballerinas are dancing all around her in perfect chaos, and then it happens again: that same ballerina steps out of place, moving eerily close to Heather.
    I watch intently as Heather slows her turns, and she’s about to come to a stop when life switches into a blurry slow-motion picture. The ballerina that kept moving out of place hip-checks Heather, and although anger floods me, I expect Heather to catch herself, but the amount of energy, momentum, and force in the impact must have been too much because she’s propelled forward at such a speed that she’s unable to find her balance.
    Even though it looked like the other ballerina regained her balance, she falls backwards before crashing onto the solid black stage. I cannot move my eyes away from Heather as her body swings in the balance between life and death. Gravity takes control of her agile body and pulls her efficaciously over the edge of the stage. Her fate is no longer in her hands nor is it in mine as the incident happens too rapidly for me to wholly comprehend what has happened. In the intense silence I hear a distressed scream fill the theater, and it tears through me like a shard of glass. The scream that made my blood run cold comes to an abrupt stop when her body falls out of view and then there is a boisterous sound and her body crashes into instruments, which brings the music to an unexpected halt.
    Holy shit.
    My body goes rigid and sets itself into motion at the same time. That scream ignites something within me, making adrenaline surge through my veins at vicious speeds. My eyes look back to the stage as my body automatically gets me onto my feet. Coen curses in the silence of the theatre, saying the words that I am unable to form. My fists clench with blanched knuckles when I see that Alexis is the fallen ballerina, a vindictive leer plastered on her face. I feel Coen move next to me, but I’m faster than he is. I leap between the seats in front of me as people stand up and gasp at the dramatic scene unraveling in front of them. The room is noiseless except for the sounds of hysteria and disbelief coming from the audience members’ mouths.
    I can’t get to her fast enough.
    “Move!” I yell out to an asshole that won’t let me by. I shove him aside, not giving a damn who he is, or if I’ve hurt him in the process. I struggle desperately to maneuver through the people and jump over the next two rows, before I haul myself over the wall separating the orchestra pit from the gaping crowd.
    As soon as I see her, my body stills; the air around me is unstirred and my own
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